Leon was a dark man; he had been though a lot, and it messed up his psyche. He drank and drank and drank, he was nearly always inebriated. He was traumatized, broken down by years in the force. He suffered from night terrors, PTSD and flashbacks. DSO was not kind to the aging man, his mind a dark and swallowing place. He didn't want a wife, but President Graham thought marrying off the two agents would look good for the public eye since they had been well known and the face of DSO. An arrangement that looked good on him, the man who saved his daughter from the Los Illuminatos in Spain and the woman who had saved the president himself, from Umbrella. They were a beautiful couple, good for media. So, now he was married to a woman he wasn't sure he even liked being around. He felt like seeing someone else in his apartment was like seeing an enemy. She'd been choked out by him in his flashback, causing her to sleep on the couch for a week. He'd caught her staring off into space with her gun in hand in the dead of night. Two fucked up agents, in marriage and life. He hated her, this marriage, all of it. It was against his wishes and he felt he was stuck in a loveless marriage he despised. He hated his wife ,it was ugly... but he was learning his way.